Start as You Mean to Go On - A Little Drabble Do Ya! - Jan 3rd
The clocks were striking midnight, marking the beginning of January 1st, as the two agents ran for the lives towards the wall which would lead to their freedom. They quickly scrabbled up and dropped down the other side, without a thought for the height of the wall. Barely breaking stride upon landing, they sprinted for the relative safety of the trees.
After a few minutes, with no sounds of pursuit behind them, they stopped, gasping for breath.
“Well, Illya, you should always start the year as you mean to go on,” Napoleon panted. “And we certainly hit the ground running.”